Her name is Jennifer Esposito, and she just released a memoir called Jennifer’s Way in which she really opens up about a terrible relationship she was in this one time. She never actually uses Bradley’s name, but it really can’t be anyone but him once you take the hints as to time frame into consideration.
About a third of the way into the book, Jennifer describes being asked out by someone who exhibited ‘an entire marching band squad of red flags’, all of which she chose to ignore because she didn’t think they were likely to move forward as a couple. She describes him as ‘funny, smart, cocky, arrogant and a master manipulator’, but also says she didn’t ‘necessarily find him that attractive.’ They quickly began dating, although Jennifer emphasizes her boyfriend’s ‘mean, cold side’ and says ‘his personality could flip on a dime.”
From the beginning, she claims the relationship was unhealthy, with all the focus on him and none on her. She describes feeling like a ‘nonissue’ and ‘sidelined’ from her health and needs. (Jennifer has long struggled with celiac disease.) “I became very sad and I felt very alone,” she said, and apparently after attending a seminar at the Agape International Spiritual Center in Los Angeles, everything came to a head:
“Within days, my relationship hit an all-time low, and within a week it was over. Abruptly, rudely, and with the exact callousness that I’d come to expect from him.”
Damn girl. And like I said, throghout that whole thing, she never says a name…BUT. On the very next page, she talks about getting her role on the Christina Applegate sitcom Samantha Who, which her IMDb page lists as her holding from 2007 – 2009. Which just so happens to match up with her relationship with Bradley! They got married in late December 2006 and split up in May 2007, after just four months of marriage. Soooo kind of looks like it’s him, right?
And while I appreciate Jennifer letting us take a peek into her short-lived marriage, I gotta say I’m a little grumpy with her for not giving us more details. I can do my detective work as well as anyone else, but if you’re really gonna rip on your ex-husband, at least have the balls to use his name and give us some actual dirt. After all, that’s really the only thing drumming up interest in your book in the first place, so you might as well fully embrace it.
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